Sarkus:
Says the person who replies with ever-longer responses.

I mean, you could just stop, but you don’t.
Every other time you and I have been on this merry-go-round, I have been the one who has called a halt. Somebody has to do it, and you certainly have no self control when you're in super-pedant mode, which - let's face it - is 95% of the time.
No, I don’t mean me. I mean the complaint you dismissed.
You don't know whose complaint it was? I see. What did you think you were you going on about, then?
See, you can’t seem to understand what you yourself have written, even just a few posts previously. :shrug:
Well, that makes
one of us who can't understand what I've written, at least.
I'm so glad that
you understand me, even when I don't understand myself, Sarkus. I'm touched to learn how much you care. All that effort you put into understanding little old me. I'm almost blushing! Almost.
If they are “little relevance” to you, why do you spend such an inordinate amount of time responding to them? Baffling.
Well, you understand me better than I understand myself. Perhaps you can tell me. Or are we both baffled?
And when the moderator is doing the “bashing”, it falls on others to call people out on his bullshit and sub-par behaviour.
And you're just the man for the job. A moral compass when I'm all at sea.
As for egos, yes, some certainly do have fragile egos. I mean, those who go around crying about having their feelings hurt? Awfully fragile egos, right?
No, Sarkus. Wrong. People who cry when their feelings are hurt are what we call normal human beings. See, most people have these things called
emotions, Sarkus. I know. It's not your fault. But you should probably avoid making pronouncements about things you clearly don't or can't understand.
That's okay. As a personal favour I'm just following your example.
You really do love me! Aw, shucks, Sarkus. I'm tearing up, and it's not because my feelings are hurt. It is due to your continual kindness towards me.
I didn’t miss it. It’s just not a relevant response to what I wrote.
Yes it is.
The only one here who is confused is you: confused about what people actually write, confused about what you actually write (in that you quite often don’t seem to comprehend it). No amount of your denial will change that, alas.
But you're here to help me out of my confusion, as always, because you're the only one who understands what I have written even when I don't understand it myself.
This is you helping now, right?
I’m saying that Parmalee’s post to you is mostly opinion, either directly or based upon, and between you and him.
Right. Opinion devoid of facts. Like I said. We're on the same page on that one, then. Good.
What you wrote about question-marks precluding insinuation was factually incorrect. No opinion needed. Just correction. I mean, you could have accepted the correction...
I did accept your "correction". In fact, I congratulated you on being so on the ball that you spotted my omission, like any intelligent adult might have.
Do you feel like you haven't been congratulated enough on your astute pedantry and your knack for butting your nose in at the most appropriate times?
... and explained why your question had no insinuation - i.e. was not an exception.
I didn't need to explain it to
parmalee. You're
both intelligent adults, are you not? Or is it just parmalee?
You instead decided to try to ridicule through sarcasm.
Sarcasm? Moi? I resemble your insinuation!
You made that choice, that choice not to address the issue raised but to instead attack the person. You made that choice.
You too made a choice, Sarkus: the choice to stick your nose in where it wasn't welcome or needed. Not to mention your characteristic tone deafness about where the conversation was at, at the point where you felt it imperative to butt in.
But, hey. What a wise choice you made, again! You've had a chance to express your love for me with your understanding and your generosity of spirit. Well done, you! Give yourself a big pat on the back.
I merely provided a correction to what you wrote. It needed correction as you were asserting a rule in the absolute to dismiss his complaint. That was dishonest. It needed correction.
Probably I didn't understand what I had written. It's a failing of mine, I hear. Still, nobody's perfect. Well, except for you, who is always
so right and
so appropriate.
The rest of this “conversation” is due to you once again over-reacting.
I probably don't understand what I'm writing. I need you to tell me what impression my words give about my emotions and such. Be sure to always do that, Sarkus. I'd be lost without you hanging around like a bad smell, ready to stick your beak in every time clumsy old me messes up my words.

Seriously, why do you think people use “simples”?
People? I was wondering why
you use it. Now I know that you like parroting a particular advertisement, for some reason. Good to know.
You’re as bad as the Americans thinking there is nothing beyond their borders.
No. That's not what happened, there.
Just so you are aware (not that you couldn't have just looked this up): Compare the Market began as a UK company. The advertisement was created in the UK, and the Australian version, to which you allude, has merely adapted it for their market when it was launched some 6 years later.
Congratulations are in order again, Sarkus. You just taught me something I didn't know before. Well done you, again! Double pat on the back.
So you’re happy to be the Fox News of this site? Talking shite with no one correcting you?
No. I've changed my mind, in light of what you have said. I need you to correct me all the time, Sarkus. You're clearly the only one who loves me even when I don't comprehend the things I write.
Please be the one who always correct my shite, O Sarkus! You're the only one I can rely on to always be on hand to stick his nose in when he deems it necessary.
After all, we can't have people making mistakes on the internet, can we? Where we would be if we tolerated that sort of thing? The sky would surely fall!
Frankly, I'm astounded they let me post here at all, given that I just post stuff and don't even understand what I'm saying. Some fool even made me a moderator, of all things! But it's all good. I can always rely on you to put me back on the straight and narrow when I go barking mad, as I so often do with my crazy posts that only you can understand.
...it’s nice to know you don’t want to be corrected when you’re wrong.
Oh, but I DO want to be corrected when I'm wrong. Previously, I thought that I just didn't want to be corrected by pedantic, nit-picky Sarkus who has a chip on his shoulder towards me because of a few previous unfortunate performances he chose to put on. But
now I know that, in fact, Sarkus loves me and understands me, even when I don't understand myself.
I've found my hero.
You're my hero, Sarkus. My saviour. My guardian against falling into error and infamy. With you by my side, together we can be a force for Truth and Justice and Making ... Lots ... Of ... Very ... Pedantic... Sense... in ... a ... most ... appropriate... and ... not ... at ... all... boring... or ... tedious... or ... socially colour-blind... way.
You'll be my Mary Poppins, Sarkus! The grammar fairy on my shoulder. The Robin to my Batman. The Person who Knows what's Right - and more importantly, the Person Who Always Knows When I am WRONG!
Not any more. Not with you by my side, Sarkus! With you, I am invincible.
*sings* You lift me up....